Tuesday morning my childhood dog Star, crossed over the bridge. He was 13 years old. For the last year he has had cancer. They removed 2 of the tumors, but they grew back quickly and more followed. As he neared the end, he stopped playing and went deaf. It is hard for me and my family as Star was our first pet. We had him for over half of my life. I at least am thankful that he no longer hurts. Yesterday we buried him with one of his tennis balls in the back corner of the yard. His dog house got boaded up and is currently his grave marker. Rest in peace friend. You are missed.